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Well, this has been a giant cluster*&*(, and I guess I'll be swallowing down some more Xanax soon.
Knowing we would not be able to sign a new lease without adequate income, we moved in w/daughter and SIL in mid July, and put our stuff in storage and in basement. Because we are in the same city, it was easy to re-register to vote w/new address and change checks, so just a new polling place. On Saturday, we'll get our new photo IDs so everything matches in prep for casting our votes, but I guess we'll have to do it all over again next month because two days ago, we got the WORD from my political-mocking SIL(?) and his SL-addicted wife (our daughter) -
Move by Nov 1. We cramp their style.
And what is their style - well, they live like slobs. I had no clue it was this bad. You'd think for the lazy, someone's efforts to dust, sweep, and vacumn, especially since we've now got lots of animals here would be a welcome relief from responsibility, but no--we've been told to cease and de-sist picking up the joint. They're so, so, busy manipulating their avatars on SL and World of War that I haven't seen my daughter in days. She leaves early in the AM, goes to work, heads right for the 'puter in their bedroom on arriving home and stays there until they retire. She doesn't cook, clean, take care of their pet(s), maintain the yard. There are a lot of "little" maintainance chores to do around the house, things like killing the mold in the bathroom tub and resealing, readying the house for winter, etc...but the grand little homeowners won't do it and we've been forbidden to do it. Dust bunnies full of pet hair stack up in the corners and on every available chair. Their half-full glasses clutter the coffee tables each day. They leave the food they cooked out overnight and leave the dirty dishes in the sink. I didn't teach my daughter to live like this, and it hurts to see people so dis-interested in keeping their home neat and in good repair. I'm thinking it's a reverse psychology thing, in that Mom was interested and look where it got her. I'm not an obscessed housekeeper, but GEESH!
So, now we've got to leave - the spouse's gig is supposely over in December. So far, no new gig had appeared. Cripe, he hasn't even drawn a check yet and may not again in six weeks. Heck, with the economy tanking, one can't be too sure anyone's job will last until tomorrow. You'd think that more workers per household would be a bit more secure in troubled times, especially since we're supposed to be a "family." Guess not! Furthermore, they had the nerve to ask us what we were doing w/our funds. Well, we figured it up - paying our regular bills, groceries so we could ALL have something to eat, and eat-out bills when we've been arbitrarily alerted to a "FEND FOR YOURSELF NIGHT." It's never clear who will do the cooking or what will be available to cook; SIL, who presumes to be a great chef, won't communicate about the menu plans.
Daughter #2 thinks they want to have a party for overnight SL friends and need beds for overnight guests from out-of-town, so we need to get out now!
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